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Mustard - Pressured Up Lyrics



Mustard - Pressured Up Lyrics
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[ Featuring Vince Staples, ScHoolboy Q ]

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
Dj playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it

Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up, yeah, yeah

I love you, baby
Load it up and sneak it in the club for you, baby
Never f*ck chances, spend all night dancin' (yeah)
Once a nigga trippin' or shunting, I'm splashin'
Ain't it romantic just like the movies?
I'm really, like really, my say so like homie (oh yeah)
I shine the light on the world for you (dead homies)
Nothin' all them other bitches said is true
I don't be up in the mix, dead homies
I ain't never f*cked that bitch, dead homies
I ain't lyin' on my dick, dead homies
They only hatin' on me 'cause I'm rich, dead homies
Yeah, f*ck what they be talkin' 'bout
Yeah, they love me, you love me now?
Let me hold you down (dead homies)

Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
Dj playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it (worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it)

Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, uh-huh)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure, uh, uh, uh)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, woah, damn)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure, pressure), yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy)

Lil' homie with a lick read (uh)
Can't lie, I had a bad week (don't tell)
Please, mama, put it on me (oh yeah)
A lil' trauma, need pleasing (uh-huh)
The caterpillar had to grow wings (yeah)
She blew a kiss on it, no teeth
Hmm, yeah, let's see, nigga
Gold chain, it's an African thing
Pocket of stones from the pressure we on
Window to wall, let me take off my draws
Try spend it all, but I'm too up to fall, nigga
Uh-huh, wake up to ball
Lame-ass niggas still shop at the mall
Cheat code WAP, only f*ck with the freaks
Check ain't clear, so I went back to sleep
Nigga, push-start on it 'cause they all got the Z's
Too many cribs, shit, I'm too hard to reach
Might buy the hood, gettin' street after street
Nineteen cars, puttin' fleet after fleet
Nigga, uh (yeah), look up to me (damn)
Stars on the roof, I just woke up to dreams (mm-hmm)
Rolex dummy, I don't like those Philippes (uh-huh)
Oh Lord, girl, that pussy for keeps

Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
Dj playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it (worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it)

Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up, yeah, yeah (nigga, I'm a gangster)

Damn, wasn't nothing like the ghetto parties
That shit was dangerous and fun 'cause every hood be up in there
Shit, you can meet you some fine-ass freaks, you can get your ass beat
Make a choice, see what I mean?
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English

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
Dj playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it

Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up
Pressured up, pressured up, yeah, yeah

I love you, baby
Load it up and sneak it in the club for you, baby
Never f*ck chances, spend all night dancin' (yeah)
Once a nigga trippin' or shunting, I'm splashin'
Ain't it romantic just like the movies?
I'm really, like really, my say so like homie (oh yeah)
I shine the light on the world for you (dead homies)
Nothin' all them other bitches said is true
I don't be up in the mix, dead homies
I ain't never f*cked that bitch, dead homies
I ain't lyin' on my dick, dead homies
They only hatin' on me 'cause I'm rich, dead homies
Yeah, f*ck what they be talkin' 'bout
Yeah, they love me, you love me now?
Let me hold you down (dead homies)

Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
Dj playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it (worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it)

Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, uh-huh)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure, uh, uh, uh)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, woah, damn)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure, pressure), yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy)

Lil' homie with a lick read (uh)
Can't lie, I had a bad week (don't tell)
Please, mama, put it on me (oh yeah)
A lil' trauma, need pleasing (uh-huh)
The caterpillar had to grow wings (yeah)
She blew a kiss on it, no teeth
Hmm, yeah, let's see, nigga
Gold chain, it's an African thing
Pocket of stones from the pressure we on
Window to wall, let me take off my draws
Try spend it all, but I'm too up to fall, nigga
Uh-huh, wake up to ball
Lame-ass niggas still shop at the mall
Cheat code WAP, only f*ck with the freaks
Check ain't clear, so I went back to sleep
Nigga, push-start on it 'cause they all got the Z's
Too many cribs, shit, I'm too hard to reach
Might buy the hood, gettin' street after street
Nineteen cars, puttin' fleet after fleet
Nigga, uh (yeah), look up to me (damn)
Stars on the roof, I just woke up to dreams (mm-hmm)
Rolex dummy, I don't like those Philippes (uh-huh)
Oh Lord, girl, that pussy for keeps

Girl, I ain't got no plan, so can I be with you tonight?
Dj playin' my jam, I'm a G, you know I'll slide
Shit gon' get out of hand if I see the sucker side
If I die for the land, you know it's worth it (worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it, worth it)

Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure, pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up (pressure)
Pressured up, pressured up, yeah, yeah (nigga, I'm a gangster)

Damn, wasn't nothing like the ghetto parties
That shit was dangerous and fun 'cause every hood be up in there
Shit, you can meet you some fine-ass freaks, you can get your ass beat
Make a choice, see what I mean?
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Writer: Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, Vincent Jamal Staples, Quincy Matthew Hanley
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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